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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once A Wild Child Of The Exploding Sixties We were young, waiting universe lay ahead too foolish to see danger or feel dread. What of Love? It was hungry and all around no need to ask life questions too profound! Coming from famine, love's gold was our greed we were starved stragglers in desperate need. When we gambled and lost, love turned sour we found dark little taverns in which to cower! Such was life, in past days of our hippie youth we just wanted to live fast, to hell with the truth. Consequences, another word we furiously cursed sadly they came, their bitter milk we nursed! Life was glorious that summer of sixty-nine days gifts, turned to night's wonders so fine. No worries, Piper need not ever be paid we kings of this world, thought we had it made! Future promised, tons and tons of the same we were ignorant of Fate's cruelest game. Time was abundant gift that we gladly wasted life was meant to be lived, loved and tasted! Then Father Time, stepped up to ring our bell life went from bliss into a living hell. Bills sent, we were forced to pay heavy dues walk over red-hot coals without any shoes! Nights soon found morns coming with such aches found we were not steel but glass that now breaks! Yet through it all, some sweet memories are gold although quite foolish we were also brave and bold! What can one say that has not truly danced felt fantastic bliss of being deeply romanced? Truth may show bad yet in our youthful pride WE THAT LIVED HARD AND FAST, WANT ANOTHER RIDE! Robert J. Lindley, 9-15-2017
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